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written by: Linda Dobinson



Another summer has taken its leave
and tardy flowers cold winds now do scold,
happy lovers find they now must cleave
from stars that glitter with a crystal cold
once so inviting on a summer’s night.
Oh, summer’s days, shadows danced and so did I
bees drunk on nectar were keeper’s delight
and swifts soared in a cerulean sky.
But summer memories must not cloud our view,
when flowers fade glorious leaves will shine
and the autumn sky will be just as blue.
Summer fruits will be happy autumn’s wine.
Come then, let’s toast the new season, my friend
the days will be golden till they must end.

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